If you are a poet,
write a poem
If you are a poem,
meet the internet
If you are the internet,
fill the screens
If you are a screen,
flash a rainbow
If you are a rainbow,
chase the clouds
If you are a cloud,
roam the sky
If you are the sky,
wrap the Earth
If you are the Earth,
stalk the sun
If you are the Sun,
light the universe
And if you were the universe,
you would accept your own world
from poets' block
to
exposed words
to
internet glitches
to
broken screens
to
scattering rainbows
to
wiggling clouds
to
clingy skies
to
creepy planets
to
blinding stars
for being nothing but what they already are